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Date Posted: 23:13:28 09/06/03 Sat
Author: Aphrodite's Flower
Subject: Trots.
In reply to: Adrian to Power 's message, "I come in peace.. (okay, since the other board is dead, i'm just going to post this here.)" on 23:31:12 09/03/03 Wed

The golden mare canters up.
"War is upon I shall speak plainly. My name is Aphrodite's Flower. I come, as lead of Babbling Brook of the Neutral horses, as a quest giver, and a friend to the lights. I shall fight for the Lights, I have great powers. May you be warend (she nods to Adrian)."
Her eyes are determined, she will figth as much as poccible. Her sister had already taken to fighting at Frozen Lake, the Neutral mares would not watch such harm come to the Lights..

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[> .[dead air]. -- Adrian, 00:10:56 09/07/03 Sun [1]

He looks from one side and then to the other before realigning his eyes back upon the bay. An odd, half spooked half amused expression crosses his facade. He waits a moment before choosing his words with care.

"Oh, I know exactly what you would give. And it probably is not practical nor feasible. However, I should not be so judgemental. What is it that I want?"

A creeping half grin begins to form. It disappears briefly before reappearing once again. The thoroughbred's dark brown eyes flash with lofty humour and distant wildness.

"Victory. One piece of the pie at a time. You see, it's like a game of Risk. Any evil would tell you that. But this type of thing cannot be given out, that is why I asked for less. It seems you are not willing to offer me anything. Instead, you ask what I truly want. That is my answer."

A black tipped ear draws itself back in elegantly refined malice. The auburn evil only offers half of his attentions to the dimly pugnacious female. Eyes squint as he looks at her carefully, trying to figure something out.

"You are a neutral? You don't act like a neutral."

The stallion muses irritatedly, preparing to leave the Isle. Bad note or good note, he had come here with only one objective in the first place.

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